Stone Circle when there's nowhere else to run

Red had traveled far since the beginning of spring, after being holed up all winter in a dead forest. She was skinny and half-starved but she was not particularly bothered by this. She knew how to deal with no food. She was hardy and she was a survivalist. She’d been hunting mostly rabbits since they had begun breeding a few months ago, and that had been enough to keep her from completely starving to death. Still, her hope was that she would run across a pack at some point because she knew she would survive a lot easier with a pack than without one. Packs were good. They had caches. They worked together. She missed living in a pack…

The lithe wolf crested a hill at the same time that the wind changed direction, and the scent of urine smacked her in the face. There was a wolf pack here. Perking up, she trotted down the hill, found a decent space away from the borders of the pack in this meadow, and then tilted her head back and howled. She just hoped this pack was friendly and in need of new members, or she’d have to move on…

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